The challenge word is pretty. I own nothing Supernatural-related, other than my stories.
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Dean walked in the warehouse, his face glowing with excitement. He had heard of a beauty pageant going on somewhere in Lebanon and, being his usual self, was curious.
He knew he wanted to see some pretty ladies.
As the women walked down the runway, he couldn't help but notice how beautiful those girls were. Blondes, brunettes, redheads. Dean felt like he was in beauty heaven.
Until…
"Dean."
He turned around to see Sam standing behind him, giving his best (bleep)face.
"What?" Dean asked. "Best in town. Funny though, I don't see you going up there, Samantha."
Sam facepalmed.
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